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He Sleeps in a Storm

" A man seeks employment on a farm. He hands his letter of recommendation to his new employer. It read simply, 'He sleeps in a storm'.

"The owner is desperate for help, so he hires the man.

"Several weeks pass, and suddenly, in the middle of the night, a powerful storm rips through the valley.

"Awakened by the swirling rain and howling wind, the owner leaps out of bed. He calls for his new hired hand, but the man is sleeping soundly.

"So he dashes off to the barn. He sees, to his amazement, that the animals are secure with plenty of feed.

"He runs to the field. He sees the bales of wheat have been bound and are wrapped in tarpaulins.

"He races to the silo. The doors are latched, and the grain is dry.

"And then he understands. 'He sleeps in a storm.' "

                                                                                            - Have A Little Faith by Mitch Albom


In a world perpetually running, when was the last time you slept in a storm?

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  1. I guess its been long I did that. And infact I desperately need it to break the monotony. Thanks for reminding. Following you. Hope to see you on my blog :)

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    1. Yo Sarah, you go girl!!!! Do share your experiences here :)

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